After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

"How do I get out?" Pei Zhengyang asked calmly.

Xia Qing, "...Everyone won't stare at your chest."

It's just that Xia Qing didn't say that, but Pei Zhengyang was even more annoyed when he said that, last time he casually said that he couldn't do it out of spite for his grandpa, but the old man called someone to contact him with the Andrology Hospital. Everyone in the circle now knows that his operation failed After infertility.

Now that his son has peed all over again, if he goes out like this, maybe something will be reported again!

"Put the child down and get it for me." Pei Zhengyang ordered.

"Ahai..."

"Go!" Xia Qinggang mentioned Ah Hai, and the man's voice suddenly rose.

Xia Qing shuddered, thinking of A Hai's attributes, almost laughed out loud again, glanced at that beautiful but angry face, finally couldn't bear to lose face in front of others, agreed and put the little bear in the stroller , "I'll come whenever I go, if he's not happy, just push the cart back and forth."

"Um."

Xia Qing felt aggrieved by the man's hmm.

The little guy who was put in the stroller had no consciousness of making mistakes at all, and he was dishonest when lying down. He put his feet on the guardrail of the stroller, held a doll tumbler in his hand, and sucked his own mouth in a cool posture.

Pei Zhengyang, "..."

Confirmed, dear son.

Xia Qing hurried to Pei Zhengyang's room, chose the jacket that men usually wear, and thought he would quietly return to the baby's room.

Pei Zhengyang was angry, but he didn't leave the little guy behind. When Xia Qing came back, the father and son got along very well. The tall man was holding a childish tumbler and shaking above the bear. The little guy stretched out his hand and babbled to snatch it. Never tired of it, laughing constantly.

Xia Qing stood at the door, unable to bear to interrupt for a moment.

In her previous life, she didn't even know who her father was, but in this life she did have a father, but it's better not to have one. Therefore, they are more eager than ordinary people to have a healthy parent-child environment for their children. Before, they thought that a man like Pei Zhengyang was not suitable to be a father.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

Deep in this man's cold bones, there is still warmth.

Maybe he lost his father when he was young, and he lived in intrigue at a young age, but because of Mr. Pei's pure love, he acted ruthlessly and coldly. It was just for self-protection, and his character background was still warm.

He is actually more suitable to be a father than anyone else.

A very good father.

"Have you got it?" Pei Zhengyang felt the woman's gaze, and when he looked up, he saw Xia Qing looking at him steadily, and asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

I am very satisfied that the little fat man is fascinated by his beauty.

"Yeah." Xia Qing came out of the daze just now, hummed lightly, and handed the coat to Pei Zhengyang.

Pei Zhengyang started to unbutton his shirt without even thinking about it.

Xia Qing was taken aback, "You can go to the inner room to change."

"It's not like you haven't seen it before." Pei Zhengyang was puzzled. He hadn't seen anything before. Why would the little fat man be so hypocritical?

Xia Qing, "..." She met a P.

No, she has.

But when Pei Zhengyang took off his coat, she couldn't help but look over, and sighed again that it was a miracle that this man had abdominal muscles, but her eyes fell on the wound on his chest, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Pei Zhengyang raised his eyebrows.

"The wound is wet, change the medicine and put it on again." Xia Qing couldn't help but hold his forehead, how much did this kid urinate on his father.

Pei Zhengyang lowered his head, sure enough.

However, it wasn't the first time that the little fat man was asked to deal with the wound. He sat on the sofa naturally, Xia Qing closed the door and fetched the medicine box.

Xiong Xiong in the stroller was playing with his puppet and yelling something.

The whole Pei residence is crazy!

Today is also a day to work hard to save manuscripts, set up bowls, and ask for tickets!